Song Yi and Chen Su were in front side by side, and Song Jiatong was alone in the back. She looked a little lonely, and would look back in the direction of Zhuang Zi from time to time. There was her mother who she cared about. Although in the short gathering just now, her mother had done her best.
She showed that she was living an excellent life, but she knew that a person like her mother, who had no cultivation and was always weak, could not live a carefree life. Since she was stubborn and refused to use a penny from her father,
Then no matter what she does, she must rely on herself. The more she thinks about this, the more desolate Song Jiatong feels. Sometimes she also thinks that her mother shouldn't be so strong, but whenever she sees the pure smile on her mother's face, it's as pure as morning dew.
, she would secretly complain to her father. Songzhuang has clan elders and two uncles and three uncles. Why must he take care of the affairs of the village himself? Isn't it enough to have a woman who loves her deeply and a warm home?
?Although Song Jiatong can't understand what her father and mother are doing, there is one thing she is increasingly convinced of. As long as one day she can stand at the top of the world, she can make her people no longer rely on selling gold to make a living.
She can completely resolve the conflict between her father and mother, but reaching that level is not an easy task for her.
Thinking about it, Song Jiatong secretly clenched her fists and ran two steps to catch up with Song Yi and Chen Su, "Second uncle, I just went to visit my mother." Song Yi seemed not to hear, and remained silent.
Knowing that the second uncle had almost guessed it, he continued: "I hope that one day I can change this situation so that my mother will no longer have to work hard and my father will be able to relieve the burden on his shoulders."
Song Yi smiled kindly after hearing this, and turned his head to look at his well-behaved niece, "Jiatong, don't blame your second uncle for pouring cold water on you. This matter is not so easy. For example, today's martial arts meeting is just the beginning. If
If you can take a good first step, maybe the future of Songzhuang really depends on you. But shouldering the fate of thousands of people is a heavy burden. When you take it on, you will find that many things have changed.
When you can't help yourself, maybe you can understand the pain involved."
Song Jiatong raised her short hair and said, "Whether it's a heavy load or a light load, my father and my second uncle have been carrying it for so long. Now it's time for you to relax a little bit."
Song Yi whistled. Although he knew that things were not that simple, since Jia Tong had this intention, she would naturally work hard towards this goal, which is always a good thing in itself. Then the three of them came unhurriedly.
When we arrived at the south gate of Moji City, the sun had already risen. Today was the birthday of the city lord Xiao Qiong. It was indispensable to decorate with lanterns and streamers, creating a lively scene. There were also many people who wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to celebrate their birthdays and make some friends. They even curried favor with the powerful to seek a family background.
After all, as long as they can get the appreciation of the city lord, their future will be bright. Moreover, this year is Xiao Qiong’s 60th birthday, and there will be a martial arts meeting that allows many people to show off their skills. Naturally, they are not willing to miss it easily, so the closer they get to the city lord.
The mansion became more and more crowded.
When Song Yi and the others entered the south gate, even Song Jiatong felt that everything was new. Although she had lived here for a long time, she had never been to Moji City a few times, and she had never seen so many people in the city, so she felt that everything was different.
Curious, they walked and asked questions all the way, and the three of them gradually approached Xiao Qiong's mansion. Xiao Qiong's mansion is absolutely magnificent. It is like a palace in Moji City, with undulating towers stretching for miles.
Even though Chen Su had visited Moji City once with Song Yi, he never expected that the Xiao Mansion would be so impressive, like a city within a city.
"Hey, it turns out to be the second owner of the Song Village, disrespectful!" Song Yi and the other three were walking forward slowly, and someone not far away greeted Song Yi with his hands raised. Song Yi looked over, but he was also an old acquaintance, facing the group of more than a dozen people.
An elderly man among them raised his hands and said, "Clan Chief Meng is polite."
The old man opposite Song Yi looked like an immortal, with a flowing white beard and a plain robe. The faint energy fluctuations emanating from him further showed his strength. Behind him were a dozen handsome men and beautiful women, one by one.
They were arrogant and full of air. Compared with the Meng family's formation, Song Yi and the others seemed a bit shabby.
"Uncle Song, are you also going to participate in the martial arts competition?" The oldest-looking man behind the old Meng family took a step forward. As he spoke, he looked at Chen Su and Song Jiatong beside Song Yi.
, when the gaze looked at Jiatong, it paused for a moment, seeming to be amazed. After a while, it reluctantly moved away, and finally fell on Chen Su.
Song Yi smiled slightly, "It's Young Master Meng Qi. Yes, since the city lord has a destiny, our Song family naturally can't disobey it, so we also went to participate in the martial arts competition." Meng Qi is the most talented person in the Meng family today. Many Meng family members
The affairs of the family have been decided by him personally, and sooner or later he will become the real helmsman of the Meng family.
"Haha, brother, aren't you just humiliating the second village master Song in person by asking this?" Next to Meng Qi, a young man who looked younger but was the most arrogant said with a smile: "The Song family did that last year.
The three losers were beaten half to death, and I'm afraid they still can't get off the ground. This year they will definitely be able to save one and treat one less, and even sent a woman."
"Meng Wei, what are you talking about?" Meng Qi scolded the young man with a smile, and then pursed his lips and said to Song Yi: "Uncle Song, I am young and ignorant. I hope you will not talk to him.
He is generally knowledgeable."
"Huh, I'm not wrong." Meng Wei muttered in a low voice, but his eyes were fixed on Song Jiatong, as if he wanted to swallow him up. Song Jiatong also glared at these Meng family members, but held back.
Song Yi never spoke. It seemed as if he didn't hear Meng Wei's words at all. He waved his hand and said, "It's getting late, so Song Yi won't bother you anymore. Patriarch Meng, please!"
"Please!" Everyone said goodbye, and the Meng family went straight to the city lord's mansion, but Song Yi took Chen Su and Jiatong to the side. The more Song Jiatong thought about it, the more angry he became, and he took a quick step to stop Song Yi, "Second uncle
, who are the Meng family? How could they not beg for mercy from us a few years ago, and now they dare to challenge us in person? "
Song Yi smiled disapprovingly, "In the past few years, not only the Qin family, the Meng family, and the Ning family have also attached themselves to the Zhenjiu Sect, even the city lord Xiao Qiong also sent his two children to the Zhenjiu Sect to practice.
It is natural for them to be angry with each other, and with this relationship with the city lord, they naturally no longer need to rely on our Song family."
Hearing the name of Zhenjiu Sect again, Chen Su couldn't help but feel shocked, and asked: "Second uncle, is this Zhenjiu Sect really such a powerful force?"
Song Yi shook his head helplessly, "Su'er, you don't know something. There are countless disciples of Zhenjiu Sect. And the origin of its name is because under the main sect, it is divided into eight groups according to the Eight Diagrams.
With eight branches, the nine sects in this town are almost all over our Dongjing Kingdom. Within the jurisdiction of Beizhu Kingdom, there are mostly disciples of the Li and Xun sects. In Moji City, all its disciples worship under the Xun sect. A few years ago
, My eldest brother and I have also met several times with a chief of Xunmen, but because this person has a big appetite, so..." Speaking of this, Song Yi sighed, "Why should I tell you two?
Remember these old memories? Let’s go, it’s almost time, we should go to the City Lord’s Mansion.”
Chen Su narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed that the nine sects of the town were really big and had deep roots. When he looked at the gate of the city lord's mansion, Qin Lei was walking in with seven or eight powerful men, "Second uncle, then
Not Qin Lei?"
"It's true that the road between enemies is narrow." Song Yi's face turned cold, and he took the lead and walked towards the door alone.
Qin Lei was laughing loudly as if there was no one at the door. He was very close to Xiao Qiong's two sons. With this relationship, the City Lord's Mansion became a place where he often visited, so he also liked most of the guards in front of the door.
He was familiar with it, so there were a lot of people greeting him here. He was in the mood, so he happened to see Song Yi when he turned around. His laughter stopped and his face became gloomy, "Ah? Mr. Song Erzhuang, you
Why are you here so early?" As he spoke, he also saw Chen Su and Jia Tong who were following Song Yi. When he saw Song Jiatong, he raised his eyebrows slightly, "Miss Song is indeed very graceful. No wonder Xiao Sheng,
Both Xiao Min brothers will be thinking about you."
Song Jiatong frowned and said coldly without waiting for Song Yi to speak: "I wonder where the wild dog came from that barked so loudly that it disturbed people. It turned out to be Mr. Lei from the Qin family."
Qin Lei grinned and said with a smile: "Beauty is different, you can curse better than others, but I don't know if the Song family brought you out this year to be someone else's wife? Or are you here to find a fight?
?What if I beat you into an ugly monster with fists and kicks later on in the ring, no one will ask for it for free, and then your Song family will be the laughing stock again." Qin Lei's words caused a burst of laughter, and Song Jiatong
Her face turned red with anger. She was not as shameless as Qin Lei, so she was no match for him in the scolding battle.
"From this point of view, it's better for you, Master Qin. No one can make you look uglier." Chen Su smiled calmly and walked to Song Jiatong's side, "Sister Jiatong, don't you think so?"
Song Jiatong was happy when he heard this, "Of course, otherwise I wouldn't be able to look at him from a distance and think it was a wild dog. Mr. Qin is so brave that he can still come out to meet people."
Qin Lei had met Chen Su a long time ago, and he always felt a knot in his heart. Now that he was robbed of a few words by the latter, he felt even more unhappy, "Boy!" He pointed at Chen Su, "If you don't meet Mr. Qin later,
Fortunately, if we meet you, I will beat you into a pig head!"
"Stay with me to the end!" After Chen Su said this, he suddenly stood up, and a wave of spiritual power spread out like a tidal wave, shocking many onlookers to take a few steps back. But when they tried to find the incoming power again,
By this time, Chen Su had already restrained it, and no one could see a clue. However, between the contraction and release, Qin Lei was shocked in his heart. It turned out that this seemingly young boy might really be
A very difficult opponent.
"Huh! Let's go." Qin Lei shouted angrily and stepped into the city lord's mansion.
Song Yi shook his head with a gloomy expression. In this year's martial arts competition, I am afraid that the Song family will already have strong enemies looking around.